Wang Yu
Chapter 872: A Bet
“Judging by surface strength, Poison Dragon naturally has the advantage. However, there are too many factors that influence the outcome, and Li Feiyu is not without a chance,” Gu Qianxun slowly said.
“Listening to Fellow Daoist Gu's words, do you believe that this Li Feiyu will pull off a major upset?” The smile on Tu Gang's face grew stronger.
Gu Qianxun just smiled faintly, with an ambiguous expression.
“Fellow Daoist Gu has always had sharp eyes, especially adept at predicting victory and defeat, never missing. This time, I disagree. How about we make a bet?” Tu Gang's eyes flickered with a crystalline light as he slowly said.
“What does Fellow Daoist Tu want to bet?” Gu Qianxun's lips curled slightly, asking with a smile that wasn't quite a smile.
As soon as these words were spoken, the purple-robed woman beside her showed an expression of disbelief, and the faces of others nearby also showed slight movement.
“Some years ago, I had a chance encounter and obtained a black-patterned scale turtle shell of Earth rank. I wonder if Fellow Daoist Gu still finds this item appealing?” Tu Gang said unhurriedly.
“It seems that Fellow Daoist Tu came prepared. An Earth-rank black-patterned scale turtle shell is indeed a rare treasure, and I happen to need it. Speak, what have you set your sights on from my possessions?” Gu Qianxun’s calm eyes rippled slightly as she spoke.
“I heard that Fellow Daoist Gu has a piece of Phoenix Blood Jade in her possession. I wonder if you have used it yet?” Tu Gang licked his lips and said.
“I was wondering why Fellow Daoist Tu suddenly came to watch this competition today. It turns out you want to use this competition to plot against my Phoenix Blood Jade. You are in luck, this item is still in my hands,” Gu Qianxun smoothed the hair at her temples and said.
“I wonder if Fellow Daoist Gu dares to take this bet?” Tu Gang's eyes shone brightly as he said each word.
“Since Fellow Daoist Tu has already said so much, I naturally won't spoil your interest. Alright, I'll bet,” Gu Qianxun nodded and said calmly.
“Good, then it’s a deal!” A flash of joy appeared in Tu Gang's eyes.
“Sister, are you really confident?” the purple-robed woman said hesitantly.
Gu Qianxun didn't speak, and a faint smile appeared on her lips again.
Looking at the smile on Gu Qianxun's face, Tu Gang felt a sense of unease in his heart, but the bet had already been made, so he didn't think much about it. After all, that Poison Dragon had been famous in this Profound Battle Arena for a long time, and Li Feiyu was far inferior to Poison Dragon in terms of both fame and physical cultivation.
“Fellow Daoist Sun, are you interested in participating as well?” Tu Gang turned his head to look at Sun Binghe on the other side and asked.
“No interest,” Sun Binghe exuded a cold aura, and his words were as cold as ice.
Tu Gang smiled, not minding, and turned his gaze towards the arena.
Han Li, who was on the arena, was staring intently at the Poison Dragon in front of him, naturally unaware that his life-and-death duel with someone had already become someone else's bet.
Poison Dragon stood with his arms crossed, looking at Han Li expressionlessly, his gaze icy cold, as if looking at a dead man.
As the one-horned strongman gave the order, Han Li's pupils suddenly constricted, and with a sway of his body, he darted out like lightning, almost instantly reaching Poison Dragon's side, and punched towards his ribs, launching the attack first.
His strength was already much weaker than Poison Dragon's. If he allowed the other party to gain the upper hand, he would really be unable to recover.
Poison Dragon didn't react at all to Han Li's preemptive attack, and spread his arms.
Boom! The air around him instantly twisted, rippling with transparent fluctuations, and a vast and profound aura like the sea suddenly erupted from his body.
The murderous aura on his body also merged with this vast aura, forming a pressure as if it were tangible, and suddenly pressed out in all directions.
Han Li's fist didn't touch Poison Dragon, and his whole body was struck a heavy blow. Especially his mind was struck as if by a heavy hammer, his face couldn't help but turn pale, and his fist could no longer be punched out. He even involuntarily retreated several steps.
The corner of Poison Dragon's mouth curled up, and then there was only a loud "boom", and a large pit exploded on the arena floor, with countless gravel flying in all directions.
Poison Dragon's huge figure instantly disappeared from the spot. The next moment, a black long leg appeared out of thin air in front of Han Li, sweeping horizontally.
A piercing scream exploded!
Where the black long leg passed, the void actually rippled with faint visible ripples, kicking fiercely towards Han Li's head.
Before the long leg arrived, the sharp wind almost cut the skin on his face.
At the critical moment of life and death, Han Li's strength was fully displayed. All forty-three Profound Apertures on his body lit up, especially the seven Profound Apertures on his legs, which shone brightly. His feet stomped hard on the ground.
With a "boom", the ground under his feet was also stomped into a large pit, and his whole person turned into a black shadow and shot backwards, allowing Poison Dragon to sweep his leg into empty air.
A trace of surprise appeared on Poison Dragon's face, and his feet shook.
He heard another "boom" on the ground, and his body instantly turned into a black shadow and quickly chased after Han Li.
The two were similar in speed. If they were in other places, Han Li could escape, but at this moment they were on the arena, and the space was limited. The two quickly chased and fled to the edge of the arena, with no way forward.
Poison Dragon roared lowly, and his whole body instantly rose by nearly half, and spots of Profound Aperture starlight appeared all over his body, with as many as seventy-one, mainly distributed on his chest, abdomen, and right leg.
The Profound Apertures on his right leg were densely packed, with as many as thirty or forty. With a blur, they suddenly turned into seven or eight leg shadows, stomping down fiercely towards Han Li.
The void exploded, making a piercing scream. The entire arena seemed unable to withstand the power of Poison Dragon's leg, and trembled slightly.
Han Li's face didn't show any panic. He staggered his steps, and his body swayed left and right, like a willow catkin in the wind, somehow dodging out of the seven or eight leg shadows.
Poison Dragon's pupils shrank, and a shocked expression appeared in his eyes.
"Eh, what kind of body technique is this?" Gu Qianxun in the distance also showed surprise on her face when she saw this scene.
The purple-robed woman's lips moved, and a complicated expression appeared on her face.
"The intelligence is wrong. This kid actually has forty-three Profound Apertures. Could it be that he took something that damaged his vitality for this competition?" Tu Gang stroked his chin and muttered to himself.
The others also had different expressions, some surprised and some frowning.
On the Profound Battle Arena.
Although Han Li cleverly avoided Poison Dragon's attack with the *Yuhua Ascension Art*, the power of Poison Dragon's attack was too powerful, and his body still suffered a lot of aftershocks, and his face turned pale.
He narrowed his eyes, didn't escape, and suddenly pierced out with two fingers of his right hand, pointing towards Poison Dragon's chest and heart.
A flash of light flashed on the two fingers, and the fingers instantly became as white as jade, emitting a chi chi whistling sound, extremely sharp.
The surprise on Poison Dragon's face flashed and then disappeared. He suddenly roared loudly, raised his hand sharply, resembling a tiger's claw, and slapped down towards Han Li's arm with extreme speed.
The air crackled, as if a muffled thunder had struck.
Although he didn't open the Profound Apertures on his hand, this attack was also extremely powerful. If it hit solidly, Han Li's arm would probably be shattered immediately.
But at this moment, the momentum of Han Li's fingers suddenly changed, from top to bottom, piercing towards Poison Dragon's lower abdomen and dantian.
This change was sudden, and Poison Dragon didn't have time to resist. He could only let out a low roar, the starlight of the Profound Apertures on his body lit up, and a layer of tangible crystal light film appeared all over his body, blocking in front of Han Li's fingers. It was the True Essence Membrane.
With a crisp "chi la" sound!
Han Li's two fingers actually pierced into the True Essence Membrane, rushing straight to Poison Dragon's dantian with irresistible force.
Poison Dragon's expression finally changed, and his right leg stomped hard on the ground.
With a loud "boom"!
The entire arena shook violently, and the ground under Han Li's feet suddenly turned into a spring, and a huge force erupted from under his feet,弹将弹将 his body upwards, and the fingers he stabbed out also stopped.
A trace of shock and anger flashed in Han Li's eyes. This series of dodges and attacks seemed simple, but it was actually his best effort, and it was easily broken by Poison Dragon.
Although he had long imagined the difference in strength between the two, he didn't expect the real situation to be much greater than he expected.
Poison Dragon kicked Han Li up, his body immediately turned around, raised a leg and swept out.
A thunderous force came crashing down, the air exploded with a rumble, setting off a surge of qi waves, as if it was about to be torn apart.
Han Li was in mid-air, with nowhere to borrow strength to dodge. He could only let out a low roar, all the Profound Apertures on his body shone brightly, and he punched out with both fists.
As a result, with a loud "bang"!
An unimaginable violent force surged from the opposite side, even greater than the power of Chenyang's arm.
Han Li's arms were in severe pain, and his whole body flew out horizontally like a sandbag, and slammed heavily on the ground.
Another loud noise, the ground was hit into a big pit,碎石飞溅.
"Hehe, the difference is too great. It seems that I won this bet." In front of the exchange hall, Tu Gang saw this scene, his eyes lit up, and he laughed.
"It's too early to say who wins," Gu Qianxun said calmly, her face unchanged.
"Then let's wait and see. I want to see what miracles will happen." Tu Gang glanced at Gu Qianxun and said.
In the big pit, Han Li's head was dizzy, and his mouth, eyes, and nose were full of blood, and his arms were in severe pain.
He shook his head violently, straightened his spirit, and jumped up from the pit.
But as soon as Han Li raised his head, he saw Poison Dragon rushing close again like lightning, and kicked out horizontally again, sweeping towards his chest.
Fortunately, at this moment he was already on the ground. He stomped hard on the ground with both feet, using the *Yuhua Ascension Art*, and dodged backwards like a willow catkin, barely avoiding the leg.
Poison Dragon sneered, his body turned around again, his right leg suddenly changed from sweeping to pointing, like a spear, stabbing towards Han Li's chest with extreme speed.
The dozens of Profound Aperture points on his leg shone, and a huge force spewed out from each Profound Aperture, rushing like a raging waterfall.
Han Li had already tried his best. His eyes suddenly turned cold, and a crystal light flickered between his eyebrows, vaguely showing a crystal sword shadow, and he was about to use the Divine Sense Sword to fight to the death.
At this moment, his eyes suddenly flashed, and the crystal sword shadow between his eyebrows suddenly disappeared. He tapped the ground with his feet and dodged horizontally to the side.
At the same time, he waved his arm, and a团团 of crystal light appeared in his palm.